Singing operatically
A whisper in the moon
Where the glass rose blossoms
Follow the dream
Wherever your heart strays away

One song to compose
Dance beautifully all around
Not another word
Your existence ceases to come

A dead man hanged by his legs
Upside down on a wooden cross
Nothing more than a nonchalant expression
Flickers in the sky
The ballerinas of the sea
Lend me your focused ears
Dream deeply in the drink
Immerse majestically
Not too far from the grave
Where the dead rose is given birth

Share your vocals once more
The dead of the world
Awakens beneath the soft black blanket

My heart
How it flees
To where creativity springs from imagination
Above the sapphire eye of the astrologies
Sopranos of death give life to their poetry until the end of time.